Simpler Times

Tonight found me spending time with my siblings while visiting family in New York for the weekend. We had the usual nice time punctuated by jokes and stories, but through it all, I couldn’t help but feel a flood of nostalgia about childhood. 

That Time I Bowled with an Artist, a Diva, and a Sociopath

One of the darkest days of my life was when I found out that all of the college students taking the general education gym class were required to be a part of an intramural sports team. I was stunned when I heard the news. I felt like Rocky Balboa in one of those boxing movies that I never finished watching where he gets punched in the face over and over again. I had already nearly killed myself trying to run a mile and a half earlier in the semester, and now the teacher wanted me to play a sport with other students?

That Time I Had to Take a Gym Class

When I graduated from high school, I thought that there was one activity that I would never have to participate in again: gym class. I figured that it was a battle that I would have to fight in middle school alone, and I was convinced that I had left the sweaty, always-picked-last activities were behind me. I realized that this was not the case as I discovered that I would have to take my school’s form of a gym class during my second semester of college.

Traveling to Visit a Friend

This weekend I completed the goal of traveling to visit a friend. The semester at college had ended on Friday (12/11), and I thought that it would be fun to go somewhere before heading back home to New York. With this in mind, I had made plans a few weeks ago to visit John, my former RA at college, at his home in Delaware. I had not seen him for a few months, and I knew that it would be fun to spend the weekend hanging out. On Friday I set out for the trip, and an unforgettable weekend began.